Lamentations 5:17

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Lamentations 5:17

Because of this, our heart is sick;
because of these, our eyes grow dim:

Isaiah 1:5

Why do you want more beatings?
Why do you keep on rebelling?
The whole head is hurt,
and the whole heart is sick.

כ KafMy eyes are worn out from weeping;
I am churning within.
My heart is poured out in grief
because of the destruction of my dear people,
because children and infants faint
in the streets of the city.

Job 17:7

My eyes have grown dim from grief,
and my whole body has become but a shadow.

Psalm 6:7

My eyes are swollen from grief;
they grow old because of all my enemies.

Leviticus 26:36

“I will put anxiety in the hearts of those of you who survive in the lands of their enemies. The sound of a wind-driven leaf will put them to flight, and they will flee as one flees from a sword, and fall though no one is pursuing them.

Deuteronomy 28:65

You will find no peace among those nations, and there will be no resting place for the sole of your foot. There the Lord will give you a trembling heart, failing eyes, and a despondent spirit.

Psalm 31:9

Be gracious to me, Lord,
because I am in distress;
my eyes are worn out from angry sorrow—
my whole being as well.

Psalm 69:3

I am weary from my crying;
my throat is parched.
My eyes fail, looking for my God.

Isaiah 38:14

I chirp like a swallow or a crane;
I moan like a dove.
My eyes grow weak looking upward.
Lord, I am oppressed; support me.

Jeremiah 8:18

My joy has flown away;
grief has settled on me.
My heart is sick.

Jeremiah 46:5

Why have I seen this?
They are terrified,
they are retreating,
their warriors are crushed,
they flee headlong,
they never look back,
terror is on every side!
This is the Lord’s declaration.

Lamentations 1:13

מ MemHe sent fire from heaven into my bones;
He made it descend.
He spread a net for my feet
and turned me back.
He made me desolate,
sick all day long.

Lamentations 1:22

ת TavLet all their wickedness come before You,
and deal with them
as You have dealt with me
because of all my transgressions.
For my groans are many,
and I am sick at heart.

Ezekiel 21:7

And when they ask you, ‘Why are you groaning?’ then say: Because of the news that is coming. Every heart will melt, and every hand will become weak. Every spirit will be discouraged, and every knee will turn to water. Yes, it is coming and it will happen.” This is the declaration of the Lord God.

Ezekiel 21:15

I have appointed a sword for slaughter
at all their gates,
so that their hearts may melt
and many may stumble.
Yes! It is ready to flash like lightning;
it is drawn for slaughter.

Micah 6:13

“As a result, I have begun to strike you severely,
bringing desolation because of your sins.

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Summary

Lamentations 5:17

For this our heart is faint; for these things our eyes are dim.

Our heart

Micah 6:13

Our eyes

Isaiah 38:14

Bible References

Our heart

מ MemHe sent fire from heaven into my bones;
He made it descend.

He spread a net for my feet
and turned me back.
He made me desolate,
sick all day long.

Why do you want more beatings?
Why do you keep on rebelling?
The whole head is hurt,
and the whole heart is sick.

My joy has flown away;
grief has settled on me.
My heart is sick.

Why have I seen this?
They are terrified,
they are retreating,
their warriors are crushed,
they flee headlong,
they never look back,
terror is on every side!
This is the Lord’s declaration.

“As a result, I have begun to strike you severely,

bringing desolation because of your sins.

Our eyes

כ KafMy eyes are worn out from weeping;
I am churning within.
My heart is poured out in grief

because of the destruction of my dear people,
because children and infants faint
in the streets of the city.

You will find no peace among those nations, and there will be no resting place for the sole of your foot. There the Lord will give you a trembling heart, failing eyes, and a despondent spirit.

My eyes have grown dim from grief,
and my whole body has become but a shadow.

My eyes are swollen from grief;
they grow old because of all my enemies.

Be gracious to me, Lord,
because I am in distress;
my eyes are worn out from angry sorrow—
my whole being as well.

I am weary from my crying;
my throat is parched.
My eyes fail, looking for my God.

I chirp like a swallow or a crane;
I moan like a dove.
My eyes grow weak looking upward.
Lord, I am oppressed; support me.